Dear Friends,

I feel the grains of sand gritty between my toes

and the humid sea air warm as a bright

clearing out of the cobwebs,

spring has come late this year and we have been sitting all too long.

Sea air brings wisdom to the fore.

On this crisp and hot, once - upon - a - time beach morning

where I am here playing with my grandsons

all the while remembering the times years ago on a different beach

and still building sandcastles, I feel glad I listened to my inner mavens,

made the then anxious decision, and came.

So that now I ponder recalling having simply spoken out when I was young

those days when adults thought our words cute

when we innocently spoke the truth.

perhaps it is time now….time to realize that things are not so stuck,

we can begin to heal and effect shifts in our collective worlds

the tides come in and the tides go out

and yet we have choices

These words from an ancient sage, Rabbi Hillel, re-arrive in me

deeply this morning:

If I am not for myself, who is for me?

and if I am for myself, what am I?

and if not now, when?

It has come time for each of us in our own manner

to answer.

Kind wishes,

Louise